“I never saw a woman as good looking as her that has her head shaved bare. You got cancer or something?”Mom shook her bald head from side to side....he woman moved the gun to mom’s crotch, “Girl you’re fucked up, and you don’t have any hair anywhere. Did he make you do that, or are you sick?”Becky again shook her head side to side. The woman motioned for her to spread her legs while pointing her pistol right at mom’s clit.“Please don’t shoot me,” mom begged.“Sit on the tailgate and spread those. "I'll go, if you put on the necklace?" he said.I thought it rather stupid of him to request such a thing, frankly. But Ifinally relented; I wanted him gone. So I picked up the necklace and putit around my neck. It didn't have a very long chain on it so it was fairlyhigh on my chest. "There," I said, "I put on your stupid fucking necklace! Now get the fuckout!" Wait a minute," he said, and quickly got up and went out of the room.I started to get nervous. Could you really blame me? What would you. I would have to try blaming my behavior on the wine and grass. I wasn't sure that would work but Jan should know that if it wasn't for the wine and grass she certainly wouldn't have done all of those things.I quietly descended the stairs and walked into the kitchen. I heard the sound of paper again in the family room. When I turned to look in that direction I saw Jan sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. I didn't know if this was a good or a bad omen.As I moved farther into the kitchen Jan. Her nipples strained against the tight material making small points that darted out from her full chest. The short black skirt she had on was only inches from her trimmed pussy, showing off her tanned and toned thighs. She had also gone with nylons, her legs dark enough from the tan she had. Topped off by a pair of black 4” stilettos, she was ready!Molly gazed over her new look. A far cry from her conservative dress of her past. Maybe too much, she thought as the sexy blonde looked on. But.